Colby should say no. Colby should tell Noah to just get some sleep and that he'd make this quick. Noah was high, for fuck's sake. Colby may not be lucky a second time if Noah woke up, remembered everything that happened, and regretted all of it. Things could be could really awkward between them. Noah may hate him or request a different roommate. This could mess everything up.

Colby never said he was a good guy. Despite the risks, he would do this. He had wanted Noah for a long time now, ever since that first taste that hadn't really meant anything at the time. Now that Noah wasn't protesting, Colby wasn't going to deny himself.

He turned, placing a hand on Noah's shoulder as he shifted on the bed. Now kneeling, with his palm flat on Noah's thigh to support himself, Colby leaned in to press their lips together.

At the very least he could start out slow.